id like to call this piece, "barfingintoiletsonmondaymorning".
THIS morning was my first weight lifting sesh as a varsity crew member. Naturally, I was feeling gross because it was the morning and whatever but I didn't think I would actually barf. Then, I barfed. It's been a while so I was kind of like, weirded out by it. The rest of the day my stomach felt empty and weird and I refused to consume anything aside from water prior to dinner.
SO this afternoon at practice, I got to cox for the first time ever which was really convenient considering my bizarre illness. So I took a scull with these four guys. It was really kind of amusing to me because the coach literally just let me run free. He went off with the three eights and it was just me and my boat crusin' the inlet. Granted, it wasn't like I was completely clueless because Ive been in boats before and listen to coxswains all the time, but nonetheless, who am I to go off and navigate this boat through crowded waters? I guess I just kick that much ass. But it was thoroughly amusing because I was being funny and slightly confused at the whole situation and then I had this awesome kid who's one of our captains (Chris) in front of me and he was just going along with me being weird. Then we were all like, passing people and shit and making risky maneuvers in front of other crews to turn around and what not. Then I totally docked the boat like an old pro. Im really pleased with myself.
MY weekend was, unfortunately, not quite as exciting as I would have hoped. I got to Ithaca and it decided to instantly drop 20-30 degrees (it's 44 degrees at this hour). Additionally, it poured allllllllll weekend which made everything lame. I did, however, go all by my lonesome to play guitar hero on Sunday with Anthony and Walker (upper classmen on the team) and some of their friends. Ive known Anthony for a while but it was cool to branch out and associate with my new teammates and such.
SO this afternoon at practice, I got to cox for the first time ever which was really convenient considering my bizarre illness. So I took a scull with these four guys. It was really kind of amusing to me because the coach literally just let me run free. He went off with the three eights and it was just me and my boat crusin' the inlet. Granted, it wasn't like I was completely clueless because Ive been in boats before and listen to coxswains all the time, but nonetheless, who am I to go off and navigate this boat through crowded waters? I guess I just kick that much ass. But it was thoroughly amusing because I was being funny and slightly confused at the whole situation and then I had this awesome kid who's one of our captains (Chris) in front of me and he was just going along with me being weird. Then we were all like, passing people and shit and making risky maneuvers in front of other crews to turn around and what not. Then I totally docked the boat like an old pro. Im really pleased with myself.
MY weekend was, unfortunately, not quite as exciting as I would have hoped. I got to Ithaca and it decided to instantly drop 20-30 degrees (it's 44 degrees at this hour). Additionally, it poured allllllllll weekend which made everything lame. I did, however, go all by my lonesome to play guitar hero on Sunday with Anthony and Walker (upper classmen on the team) and some of their friends. Ive known Anthony for a while but it was cool to branch out and associate with my new teammates and such.